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Hot, hazy, and humid—summer has fully arrived. I had a lousy night of sleep. It was just too hot, and the fan was making too much noise. Need to think about hauling out the A/C today. I almost hate to do it this early. I didn't have to until mid-July last year.
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I celebrated the start of a much needed vacation by driving down to Norwich last night to watch AA baseball, the Trenton Thunder at the Connecticut Defenders. (I'm not even going to get into what moron thought Connecticut Defenders would be a better name than Norwich Navigators, which is what the franchise used to be called. Oh, wait. I did.) Getting there wasn't half the fun. I figured it would take a little less than an hour, which would make it tight for a 6:35 game time given that I didn't get home from work until 5:30. I did not figure on either the Memorial Day traffic on the back roads of Rhode Island and Connecticut, nor the ridiculous traffic getting into the stadium. I mean, how often have you found yourself stuck behind a long line of cars on a country road because a motorcycle is putzing along at 10 mph below the limit. The game was well underway by the time I got to my seat. Bozhe moi!
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I celebrated the start of a much needed vacation by driving down to Norwich last night to watch AA baseball, the Trenton Thunder at the Connecticut Defenders. (I'm not even going to get into what moron thought Connecticut Defenders would be a better name than Norwich Navigators, which is what the franchise used to be called. Oh, wait. I did.) Getting there wasn't half the fun. I figured it would take a little less than an hour, which would make it tight for a 6:35 game time given that I didn't get home from work until 5:30. I did not figure on either the Memorial Day traffic on the back roads of Rhode Island and Connecticut, nor the ridiculous traffic getting into the stadium. I mean, how often have you found yourself stuck behind a long line of cars on a country road because a motorcycle is putzing along at 10 mph below the limit. The game was well underway by the time I got to my seat. Bozhe moi!
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